Michael, Get Back to Your Bath!

"Unseal the Seven Seals, sound the Seventh Trumpet. The Time of Judgment has come; let all things be corrected by this. Light, arise! Scatter the darkness!"

Just as the gods were urgently discussing countermeasures, the Angel Army finally abandoned its assault on the twelve Spears of the End. The tone of their sacred hymn abruptly rose, its grim solemnity and killing intent impossible to conceal.

Then, beneath the ethereal chant of divine words, hairline cracks appeared across the sky. The Gate of Heaven, built from gold, jade, and jewels, slowly opened above the sea ahead. Angels fluttering their wings poured forth, returning from the seven heavens in full force and surging toward the grand barrier formed by the Starry Sky Court and Anti-Genesis.

Left with no choice, the gods, who had only just caught their breath, immediately steadied themselves, invoked their authorities, and met the dense, near-endless angelic legions head-on.

The battle to hold them back began once more.

"Purify with fire, punish with the sword! O Lord, look upon this place with mercy—justice shall surely be revealed!"

The Child of Light dove down, his emotions running high and his handsome face nearly twisted. His body devoured the surrounding ether and expanded violently, forming a radiant humanoid figure that stretched between heaven and earth. The Cruciform Greatsword in his hand gathered a hundred-yard blaze of light, like an enormous cross falling from above.

Angels were creations similar to Star-Seeded Soldiers. They were constantly evolving along that path.

Michael truly deserved the title of God-like Being. This radiant body before them was remarkably similar to the White Colossal Titan sealed within the Spears of the End.

"Light is born from darkness. Destruction is rebirth. Gods come from demons. My power lies above; your might lies below—Destiny Suppression!"

Samael's brow furrowed as